Just before Christmas, I spent the entire day getting both of our cars serviced. It was the only free day I had all week, and I could think of ten million other things I’d rather be doing. But I tried to stay positive and remember how blessed we are to have two cars that need servicing. And besides, I’d lined up childcare so I wasn’t in a rush. I brought my computer and got some work done while I fended off the usual you-need-this and spend-money-on-that discussion that ensues during a harmless oil change. As the hours dragged on, I got to thinking about how powerful it could be to change my glass, to really grab hold of my circumstances and look at things differently.
Our vehicles aren’t the nicest & shiniest, but we don’t have a car payment. My food is forever threatened by toddlers, but they use their manners and always ask before swiping at my plate. I drive both to and from work in the dark, but I only have to do it three days a week. I haven’t had time or money to myself for shopping and a spa day in years, but I never eat a meal alone. My house is drafty, but it also boasts three fireplaces. My evening couch space and television choices are crowded by teenage boys, but they actually enjoy hanging out with us.
It might feel forced or cheesy, but perspective truly can make all the difference. Sometimes I just need to turn my head upside-down and look. My glasses are all so, so full.